It was the candle flames that led
Me down the path of destruction.
The flames were dancing, inviting,
They were full of deception
Giving false hopes of warmth
At the end of a long winding road
When all that they led to
Was a cold dark cliff, crashing waves below,
And a silent jump into infinity.
While the dark path, less taken,
Led to that warm soft bed
And a roaring fire, a paradise,
Unheard of, never felt,
As the road leading there
Was cold and unlit.